Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Ukraine and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing DJ Sneak to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Stooges,
Agitation Free,
Kevin Saunderson,
New Order,
Wire,
KRS-One,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Kinks,
Ornette Coleman,
Prince Buster,
The Birthday Party,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang Green,
Blake Baxter,
Harry Pussy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ten City,
Black Pus,
Yaz,
CMW,
Alice Coltrane,
Bizarre Inc.,
Reagan Youth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Deadbeat,
The Raincoats,
Juan Atkins,
Jeru the Damaja,
10cc,
Motorama,
Excepter,
The Victims,
Accadde A,
Crispy Ambulance,
Audionom,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bang On A Can,
Wasted Youth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mo-Dettes,
the Slits,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Josef K,
The Gladiators,
Brick,
Country Teasers,
OOIOO,
Marshall Jefferson,
Los Fastidios,
Jeff Lynne,
Howard Jones,
Kenny Larkin,
The Happenings,
Avey Tare,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fluxion,
Man Parrish,
Soul Sonic Force,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.